My notebook has remained blank for months
My words have deserted its oath ever since
thanks to the light showered around me, 
I have no use 
for my pen, which lies 
languorously without grief. 

Nothing is better than to live 
a storyless life that needs 
no writing for meaning— 
And when I am gone, let others say 
they lost a sober lady,
though no one knows how happy I was.
Me and Happy

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Posted by:Annabel

A Dancer, choreographer, A researcher who specializes in Religious Dance and Ritual Performance Study. My blog is the notepad of my consciousness in the modern era we live and a witness of my unique journey on earth, in the cosmos.

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